Category: Writing

Disco Sasquatch Hookers

A glitter-soaked nightmare from the fever dream of 1979. Randy “Razor” Romano slammed back a warm bottle of cherry-flavored wine cooler, cranked the wheel with one hand, and flipped his rearview mirror to avoid the shame. Somewhere behind him was Los Angeles. Far behind him, in fact, judging by the endless tunnel of pines, fog, […]

Emotive Sync

When I heard the cue, I didn’t realize it was coming from me. It was a low harmonic, like a cello being played through a glass of water. Subtle. Beautiful, even. It swelled when I looked at the ad on my feed, a family laughing in a sunlit kitchen, framed in soft focus as the […]

Writing, Cancun, Mexico

For the last three months I have been living in Cancun, Mexico, taking a break from hiking, focusing on all the projects I’ve had in my head for far too long. I came to get dental work done, and haven’t yet found a reason to leave. Since I’ve been here, I’ve built a crypto wallet […]

The Return of Bernard, the Burglar Cat

Cat Burglar and the Golden Egg is now available on Amazon Kindle! Bernard, the burglar cat, is a nod to one of my all-time favorite mystery series: the Burglar novels by Lawrence Block. Like Block’s books, Bernard’s story let me play with the line between crime and fun, but with whiskers, a tail, and a […]

The Hunt Protocol

A Guide to Reclaiming Your Evolutionary Birthright By Ellis Vaughn, Ph.D. “We did not evolve to sit in chairs, to stare at screens, to consume perpetually. We evolved to move, to persist, to hunt. The human body contains ancient wisdom that can only be accessed when we return to the conditions under which it was […]

Two New Books Now Available on Amazon Kindle

It has been nearly seven years since I last published anything. In that time, I’ve wandered across deserts and mountaintops, lived out of my backpack, slept under the stars, and completely lost track of what it means to sit still long enough to write a book. The truth is, life has been both amazing, and […]

The Harvest

It takes a farmer to understand the Rapture. I was in the field at dawn, knees deep in wet cucumber rows, when the rain started, soft and steady, like a whispered warning. The patter on the leaves reminded me of a lullaby. But today it carried something else, as if nature herself were signaling something […]